All in a Day's Work

It happened a few weeks earlier with the ex-president...

It happened a few days earlier with the so called heartthrob...

Both were bothered during the security roundups...

One was made to undergo routine...

Other was made to undergo randomness...

Media went berserk...

Politicians forgot there is drought looming over the nation...

Leaders demanded apologies...

All in a days work...

Am not here to comment over the security procedures of an airlines, not the madness of the check-in process of certain nation...

Am not here to be judgemental over treatment imparted...

But am surely would comment on the ways the person concerned gestured afterwards...

One of them rubbed it off saying it to be routine check...

Other went on rounds of interview clarifying doubts, allegations and endless blah blah blah....

If anything that can be learned from the incident, it would be humility...

Why make hue and cry over certain routine procedures...

Millions are frisked daily...

So what I am the ex-president of a country ???

Dont you the know the "ex"es are not treated royally...

Be it the "ex" girlfriend, "ex" husband or "ex" anything....

Same goes for the president too...

Open and shut...

And he did that with grace...

The other one on the other hand...

Did rounds to one news channel, the other news channel and then other news channel till he made sure the entire nation's jobless crowd is talking about it...

Am simply out of words to describe the idiocies of the so called superstar...

Somethings are rather left unsaid...

But we need to do something over assumed "royalness" by some...

And the leaders/media should make sure, page 3 gossips remain at page 3...

We got better things to worry at...

Hopefully....

Obituary

Why did Rafael Nadal, the king of clay lost ???

Overconfidence ??
Lack of sleep night before ??
Grit of the opponent ??
Health ??
Injury ??

All bull shit...

There was something strikingly different in Nadal this year...
And am not talking about his game...

It was his attire...

Why the f*** in this world he decided to wear sleeves ??

Believe it or not...
Its the sleeved T shirt...
Nothing else...

For 4 years we witnessed those bulging biceps, raw power and in your face attitude...
Even he knew it...
The moment he decided to dress a little "conservatively", he paid the price...
He himself was able to see them in those famous fist ups...

Battle was more than lost already...

Moreover...
PINK ????????

And that green headband (or fluorescent yellow as some of you might call it)...
It was a signal...
Its green, go over me...
As long as it was RED, there wasn't any stopping him...

All sport pundits and analysts, please stop breaking your heads over the loss...
It was that loose, sleeved, pink T shirt...
Get him a fitting sleeve less and he will win again...

A plead for all those Federer fans(including me)...
Please find a way for making him wear sleeves in Wimbledon also...
And for that matter ALL the time...
At least till the time Federer retires...

Not that Federer CANT beat him, but with every passing day it is getting as difficult as India making it to the FIFA...

With both Nadal and Djokovic out, this probably is the BEST chance for Federer to get his 14th grand slam and get the ever elusive French Open in his kitty...

That's a different story altogether, that Fed-Rafa finals are a treat to eyes and quality of tennis is unmatched...
And the real celebrations would be him beating Rafa in finals...

But with Fedex ending up on the loosing side most of the times...
I rather would watch yesteryear's highlights for the feast...

IPL 3... Where ???

Overheard at the local mall parking...
"The IPL 3 should also happen at SA or England..."

He obviously was mesmerised with the opening and closing ceremonies...
And was dumbstuck with the proficiency, Cricket SA organised the event in a notice of 21 days...

Agreed it was a very well organized event...
But at the end of the day it is INDIAN premiere league...
We moved SA only coz of a fuck up back home...

Dont get mesmerized with white skin and dazzling fireworks...
It just came with the package...

The heart of cricket lies in India...
Doesnt matter how many barbecue pits you make in the park...
The REAL passion is witnessed only here...

A six, has to be appreciated with noise, screams and passion...
Not with silent applaud (a.k.a. England)...
So much for the gentleman's game...

If infrastructure is the only thing you are looking at...
Then USA would have been the best place to organize any event...
But just the way American football or baseball has no takers otherwise...
Cricket would not be welcomed there...

Its an Indian concept...
Let it stay in India...

If you want to see more of Wanderers and Kingsmead...
Wait till SA start its own league...

Till then hail Chinnaswamy and Eden Gardens...

The Battle Within

There is always "the one", who you ARE...

Then there is "the one", who you WANT to be...

And by default, the one you want to be is better...

Faster, higher, stronger...

Else there is no point imitating him...

You are better off otherwise...

Now, the million dollar question is..

How much???

How much you should run after for being the one you not are...

Or should you even try???

Every person CAN do certain things and CAN NOT the others...

I think, its better to cash on your positives...

Theres no point imitating and ruining self esteem...

Everyone CAN NOT be a George Clooney...

You got to live with what you got...

You got limitations, work around them...

Cribbing didnt take anyone anywhere...

You'll find you most of the time sulking alone...

There is a very thin line between being ambitious and being lunatic...

But being ambitious has nothing to do with blindly aping others...

Be ambitious...

Set your targets...

Set your goals...

But dont do ONLY to prove a point to OTHERS...

What would you do with it after your ego is dealt with???

As one of my friend says.. 

"Do it.. Dont overdo it"

And as my dad says...

"Every one is different and unique"

Even Amir Khan said...

"Each child is special"

Anyways, you are smart enough to decide...

Grass is always greener on the other side...

And above all...

Do not complain...

Do not blame...

It never took anyone anywhere...

Time does fly

It all seems yesterday...

First international flight...
First stamp on the passport...
First brush with the duty free...
First ride on public transport which wasn't terrible...

Those wrappers thrown in dustbin...
Those roads crossed at zebra crossing...
Those walls not peed on...

And with the blink of an eye...
I find me home with temperatures soaring at 42 degrees...
With traffic going haywire...
And with age old sagas of "get married get married"

Was it a dream?
Or did the six months happened for real??

And all those anxieties of "how would I settle in a new place" has given way to "I don't want to go back"...
Me flying off the first is a different story altogether and we shall take it offline...

:)


My gtalk list is richer by atleast 100 names...
My phone book has atleast 80 new numbers...
And my bank account is depleted of atleast 120 thousands...

This cant be a dream...
It HAS to be real...

With some amazing memories, I do look forward for the next six months..
For a change, I would like to turn back time, NOT to change the past, BUT to relive those moments...
All over again...

If only time slows down a little...